"Has your food arrived?"
"I brought you some food, Al. I know you probably haven't eaten yet, so I prepared this for you." Angel stood up from the dining table, gesturing towards the table where she had neatly arranged various dishes.
Alger frowned, scanning the room for Lily.
"Who are you looking for?"
"How did you get into my apartment?" Instead of answering, Alger threw another question at Angel. "Why are you here?" he repeated.
Angel smiled and shook her head before stepping closer to Alger, pulling him towards the dining table.
"Why are you asking that? Didn't I already tell you that I was coming to bring you dinner?"
"And did I agree to that? Where is Lily?"
Angel chuckled at how Alger was more concerned about Lily's whereabouts than her presence.
"She's just your secretary, right? Does she have to be around twenty-four hours a day? Do you think I don't get jealous seeing her always by your side?"
"And who exactly are you?"
